#rafe is clearly in denial boys

[gabbydagoof]

Me n Rafe recently-

Just fyi; Cafe (Rafe x Capi) is one my comfy ships! Boom! Shocker I know-

(So I'm guessing you understand how badly Void hurt me, I will not be able to recover from this soo expect some of that sweet sweet yummy Cafe angst at some point)

[rafeslutz]

break up, make up.

— rafe cameron x maybank reader

— word count: 1k

— warnings: toxic!rafe, naive!reader, fingering, unprotected sex, praising, degrading, slight choking, daddy kink, bathroom at a party, orgasm denial. (if i forgot anything lmk!)

"can we talk?" your voice was barely a whisper as you looked up at rafe, swallowing the lump in your throat. the boy turned to look at you, slightly nodding before turning around again. "we can, but not here." It was always the same with Rafe, he spent time with you but he hated to be seen with you. especially at partys. you were a maybank after all. and a pouge – obviously. you let out a small sigh, feeling his grip on your wrist as he pulled you upstairs into the hallway.

"can you tell me why you're acting like an asshole towards me?" you had enough of rafe treating you like some sort of a toy. "acting like an asshole? i'm not even doing anything, y/n." he shook his head in amusement which made you even angrier. even now he couldn't take it serious. "you're fucked up, rafe. you're telling me that you like me and that you wanna be with me, but at the end of the day you don't want to be seen with me. not even talking is alright. What the hell is wrong with you?" yoi noticed how his smirk dropped at your words, clearly he wasn't happy with everything you were saying. "and to make it worse, you're always making out with other girls in front of me. how sick in the head are—." your voice was cut off by him slamming you against the nearest wall. "can you shut the fuck up? all you do is complain. where's that attitude coming from, pretty girl, huh?" you bit down onto your lip, breath hitching in your throat. "aren't you scared that someone could see us right now? i thought that's the only thing you care about." after everything you still found the courage to talk to him like this. "let them see how pretty you look while being ruined by me. how pretty you sound."

he took your hand and dragged you into the bathroom, quickly locking the door behind you two. "i don't like the way you're talking to me, baby. gotta fuck that attitude out of you." he pushed you against the wall, lips finding yours in a heated kiss. the fight was forgotten as all you could think about in that moment was him. he grabbed your thighs, hoisting you up into his arms before sitting you down onto the sink. "such a dumb little bunny for thinking that you could talk to me like that." you felt his fingertips run up your thighs, inching closer to your panties. a small whimper escaped his lips when he let his fingers run over the soft material, smirking down at you. "already soaked for me, huh? my little slut is so desperate for me, isn't she?" he moved your panties to the side, waiting for your answer. the only thing you could do was to nod as an answer — your head was already spinning. you felt his other hand wrap around your throat which made you gasp. "use your words, pretty girl or you won't get to cum tonight." for a second you squeezed your eyes shut, feeling his fingers draw small eight's on your clit. "shit— yes yes! so desperate for you, daddy. please make me feel good." he smiled up at you, slowly releasing his grip he had on your throat. "good girl."

he slipped two of his fingers inside you, setting a fast pace. your hands flew to his shoulders, holding onto him tightly. "feels so good." you whimpered, moans getting louder as he curled his fingers to hit your g-spot perfectly. you could feel your orgasm approaching you and he definitely could feel you clenching around his fingers. "are you close for me, baby girl?" he asked, moving his fingers even faster inside of you. you nodded, pulling him closer to you if possible. "yes yes yes, 'm so close." he continued moving his fingers for a few more seconds before pulling them out which made you look at him in disbelief.

"want you to cum around my dick, sweetheart." he pulled down his pants, pulled you closer to the edge before grabbing your hair with one hand. "i'm gonna fuck you so good that you won't be able to walk for days." without any warning the slammed into you, pushing his whole length into your pussy. you let out a loud whimper, tears forming in your eyes as he started moving inside you. "no no no, don't cry, pretty girl. you gotta learn your lesson, means you'll be a good girl and take my dick, alright?" he pulled your head back, lips attaching to your neck to suck deep, purple hickeys into your skin. "right?" he repeated while biting in your skin. "right!" you choked out, eyes closing for a second as he pulled away. his pace increased, his other hand holding onto your hip which you were sure would leave some bruises as well. not that you'd mind. "i– i need to cum so badly, rafe please." he let out a small grunt, shaking his head while pounding harder into you.

"not yet, bunny. hold it." you bit your lip, not knowing if you could. but you tried to hold yourself back, fingernails digging into his shoulders out of frustration. he kept moving at a fast pace, his hand letting go of your hair to wrap around your throat again. "look at me, baby." you moved your head to look at him, seeing the faint smirk on his face. "looking so pretty while I fuck you senselessly. fuck - i'm gonna cum so deep inside of you. do you want me to cum deep inside of your pretty, little pussy?" you felt the tears running down your cheeks, head nodding quickly. "please, need your cum, daddy." he shook his head, capturing your lips in a quick kiss. "such a dirty mouth." he burried his face in the crook of your neck, breathing heavily against your skin. "so tight for me, shit i'm gonna cum. cum with me, sweet girl. cum for me." that was everything you needed to hear to send you over the edge. you moaned out his name, digging your nails more into his skin as you could feel him groan against your neck. you closed your eyes when you felt him cumming deep inside of you which made you whimper once more. you two stayed like this for a while before he slowly pulled out.

"i hope you learned that you shouldn't be talking back to me."

[rafetopia]

𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦

- 𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader (they’re both a lil dark)

genre: smut

words: ~ 1.6k

warnings: smut, knife play/kink, blood kink (I think), p in v, orgasm denial, semi public sex, daddy kink (think), probably choking, name calling

pls let me know if I forgot something because this is a repost and I can’t remember

summary: you push his buttons and have to deal with the consequences

note: this is a repost from my old blog

also thanks to my love @jjsbank444 for picking out the pictures because I was too lazy and tired

If you are already on my tag list (link is at the end) I’m sorry I didn’t tag u but I didn’t set up the app yet on my new phone and I don’t wanna get my laptop (yes this all pure laziness I’m sorry) but for the next five, I’ll set it all up I promise!

You felt the alcohol circulating through your veins, as you swung your hips to the beat of the music. You had your hands placed on the chest of the boy in front of you, as he had his hands wrapped around your waist. He was off rhythm, but that didn’t stop the the boy of your desire to stare daggers through your soul. He was leaning against a wall, with a drink in his hand and a cigarette dancing around his fingers.

You knew what you were doing was dangerous, but that was what kept you going. You loved the feeling of his eyes burning through your skin and the dirtier you danced, the stronger it got. You swung yourself around, now grinding your ass against the boy behind you. You felt his erection pressing against your skin, it was strong, and you were sure if it wasn’t for the strong material of his expensive jeans, it would’ve broken right through.

You turned your head to the side where your eyes were landing on the boy leaning against the wall. You mustered him, just as he’d mustered you the whole time. He was dressed completely in black, a match to the darkness in his eyes. He had lit the cigarette by now, taking it every few seconds. You could smell the smoke traveling over to you, burning itself through your throat just as much as his gaze burned through your skin.

You felt the blonde’s hands crawling around your waist and up to your tits until they disappeared completely beneath them. You looked back at the boy at the wall, shooting him a quick and provocative smirk, before you spun yourself back around, and whispered something into your partner's ear. The way his face lit up was enough to tell the other one what was about to happen. Without wasting any time, he grabbed your hand and guided you outside.

You let out a soft giggle, as the boy shoved you against the cold stonewall of the house. Before you could even do anything, he had cornered you in, his eyes mustering your face from hair to chin. You smiled, as he pushed his lips on yours, not even wasting any time before forcing his tongue onto your mouth. You were about to do the same when he suddenly got pulled away and slammed onto the wall next to you.

“What the fuck, Cameron?” The blonde exclaimed, shock written all over his face.

“Get lost.” The dark-haired pressed through his lips.

“Why?” He chuckled.

The other one smiled before his hand reached into his back pocket. “Because I fucking told you so.” He answered calmly, as he opened the knife in his hand and pressed it against the skin of his opponent.

The blonde one swallowed, as he slowly held his hands up, signaling him that he gave up. Rafe smirked, before pulling the knife away and grabbing the boy by his jacket, showing him away from the two of you.

“Took you long enough.” You smiled, clearly amused by the scene that had just played in front of you.

He turned his attention back to you, a disbelieving scoff leaving his lips. He let the knife dance through his fingers, just as he did with the cigarette before. The blade reflected the light of the moon, almost blending you as he stepped towards you. He smirked, as he stopped in front of you, waiting a second before he grabbed you by the throat and pushed you into the wall behind you. You let out a small wimmer but it died as he tightened his grip.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He growled into your ear.

“Nothing.” You whispered, but barely got the words out.

“Didn’t look like fucking nothing to me!” He pressed out, as he let go of your throat. You gasped for air but as soon as you were able to breathe again, another smirk crawled over your lips.

“Nothing you didn’t do before.”

He looked back at you, eyes turning darker than the night. You saw how angry he got but it only made you want to continue. You loved seeing him angry like this and even though you weren’t paying attention, you noticed the first drops of juice dripping through your folds. Your eyes went down to the blade dancing between his fingers but other than before, it wasn’t just the handle brushing over his skin, no this time it was the metal and it was already red with blood dripping down the blade. Your mouth watered at the sight of it, and as much as you tried to hide it, he saw the excitement on your face.

“You don’t learn do you?” He chuckled, as he looked down on his bloody hand. “Do I really need to teach you again?”

“Teach me what? You asked, a fake sound of innocence lingering over your voice.

“Don’t play dumb with me, sweetheart.” He smiled as he got closer to you. “You know exactly what I mean. Keep doing what you’re doing and I’ll never give you what you want.”

“We will see about that.” You smirked, before taking his hand and sucking the blood off his fingers, causing him to scoff once again. He tried to hide it but you could see his cheeks blushing at the sight in front of him. He would never admit verbally how much he enjoyed it, but the bulge in his pants spoke for itself.

He then leaned in and kissed you, passionately so he could taste himself on your tongue. His left hand traveled under your skirt, playing around with your covered clit, just enough to get you moaning into his mouth. He let out a soft chuckle as he felt your juice dripping right through the fabric, before pulling his knife up and pressing it against your throat.

“Turn around.”

“Why?” You asked, almost disappointed that you didn’t get to see his pretty face.

“Because brats don’t get eye contact while I fuck them.“

You did as told, now facing the dark stonewall in front of you. He turned your head to the side so he could still see you, before letting two of his fingers slip under your panties. You felt the sharp blade press deeper into your skin with every moan escaping your lips but it just felt too good for you to care. You didn’t care if he cut into you, it wouldn’t have been the first time. He was slow, so slow he knew how it pissed you off. You hated teasing which was only why he enjoyed it so much.

“Please…” You mumbled between your moans.

“What, please? Use your words, princess…”

“Please Rafe, I wanna cum.”

“Say that again, I didn’t quite hear you.” He hissed, pressing the knife deeper into your skin.

“Please Daddy, I wanna cum.”

“Hmm.” He chuckled, “But only good girls get to cum.”

“C- Can be good, daddy!” You mumbled, desperately trying to get him to fuck you into the wall.

“Hmmm. I’ll believe that when I see it.” He paused, as he saw your hand traveling down to your clit. “You can start by keeping those hands away.”

You did as told and without a warning, he ripped apart your thong, so he’d have better access to your core. You whimpered under his touch, only craving more the deeper he slid his fingers into you. He went fast and the faster he got, the harder it became for you to keep your hands away. You wanted to cum so bad and you knew if you’d just rub yourself a little bit… but you also knew that he was serious so you had to keep your hands away.

Without saying a word, he stopped and opened his belt, pulling out what you were craving the most. Before you could even acknowledge what was about to happen, he had forced himself into you, causing you to cry out.

“Such a fucking slut.” He mumbled as he thrusted into you. “Playing all those dirty games…just to get fucked by my cock…”

He sped up his pace and the faster his movements got, the deeper his knife pressed against your skin, until you could feel a warm substance flowing down your neck. It almost didn’t hurt, the pleasure you felt beneath your legs being way stronger than the pain the knife had caused. He was rough and thrust into you deep and careless, hitting exactly where you wanted him to hit. You were obsessed with the mixture of pain and pleasure, it was exactly what you needed to come close to your high. Rafe noticed you got close, as your moans turned into screams and he was sure by now, the whole party knew what you were doing around the corner. He smirked at the way your moans got louder and louder, as it brought him close to his own high. He loved the sight in front of him, you desperately clinging onto the wall with a knife pressed against your throat and his other hand wrapped around your waist. It was his favorite sight.

“So close, daddy.” You whispered, tears streaming down your beautiful eyes as you tried desperately not to scream over the yard.

“Yeah? Then scream for me. Louder.” He growled as if he could read your mind.

You did as told and let out a loud the most pornographic moan that ever left your lips. You felt the familiar knot in your stomach tighten and tighten and just when you were about to reach your high, he pulled out.

“What the fuck?” You whimpered in disappointment. You were about to complain further when you felt his hot breath burning your skin, followed by the words: “Like I said sweetheart, only good girls get to cum.” He paused, pressing the knife deeper into your skin, “And you have been a fucking brat tonight.”

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